Bria hesitates...

Bria Jeurgen was still seated next to Marcus on the couch, leaning slightly toward him with a wonderous expression on her face and her blue eyes wide as she observed the mighty ebony meatpole he had just unleashed from his pants. The blonde beauty's flowery top had been pulled off her shoulders and down to her waist to expose the heavy, creamy breasts now hanging from her teenage frame, while she anxiously gripped the cushion with her hands and kept her lean denim-skirted legs together.

"Oh gawd," Bria whispered, licking her lips. "It's just like the movie, when I say I want that big black cock crammed inside..." Then she paused, glancing over at the camera as Marcus took hold of her long blonde locks with one hand and gently nudged her face toward his crotch. She hesitated, trying to straighten. "Uh, wait a minute... Marcus, are you making a trying to use me for a pornographic movie?"

"Get that beauty queen face down on that dirty black cock, girl," Marcus told her, trying to wrap the demand in a little coaxing. "Don't act like you have any other choice."

"Those lines you gave me were for this interracial sexual act," she accused him, "and you want to film me and sell it to perverts watching a pretty little white girl struggle to serve your massive negro penis!" Her chest heaved as she took a deep breath. "There's just one thing..."